Part 2 Silent Witness

This was murder. I want the Taliban bastards that killed him.

-I'm going to do the postmortem.

-It's bloody Afghanistan.

I'm Sean Nugent. You've come to take the soldier home?

-What's going on?

-It might be a bomb.

-You're that close to being dead.

Nikki, what are we doing here?

That's Dan Lambert's fingerprint. They made him dig his own grave.

He was executed.

MACHINE-GUN FIRE

-What's your name?

-Karim.

You're English. Why are you here?

The big guy put his arm round Amin's neck and...

-He killed himself.

-How? His hands were bound.

We don't know anything about Nugent. I don't trust them.

-I need to understand it. I need to talk to somebody.

-Fawzia...

LEO!

# Testator silens

# Costestes e spiritu

# Silentium... #

This programme contains some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting.

HE COUGHS

I've got some Naproxen for the swelling.

He needs it.

-Is he going to be OK?

-What's he doing here? Come to finish the job?

-Nikki, stop.

-Whoever beat him did it outside the gate, it wasn't us.

Why would we?

We should go.

It looks nastier than it is. He may have a couple of cracked ribs,

but that's the worst of it.

He told you, didn't he? About the prisoner?

They've killed once. And they could have killed Leo.

We need to put a stop to this.

I'm sorry.

I know you came to see Leo. I didn't mean to ambush you.

But we need to confront this...

-We?

-Well, you're in charge here. You employ Nugent and his men.

I might be in charge here, but without them that doesn't mean much.

-There is nothing without security.

-A man was murdered here yesterday.

And you want it known. And when it is known, what will be understood?

That a bunch of former soldiers from occupying forces

conspired to kill a young Afghan in cold blood?

The project becomes the enemy of the people.

Another colonial attempt to win them over with bribes.

We need their trust.

Look at his body. The crushed larynx, his face purple with blood.

I've seen dead bodies before.

People die in Afghanistan all the time. Why is this one different?

Because you saw it?

We are a week away from a clean water supply for the whole town.

2,000 people. And when they see that it works,

this whole valley will want it.

You can't build a society without justice.

You're right. We do need justice here.

-But we need water more.

-HE COUGHS

Why am I not angry like you?

He's a good man, a brave man.

It's a rare combination.

He's not equipped for a fight like this.

Look at Sean Nugent and see what this country does to a man.

He's important to you.

He's the closest thing to a father I've ever had.

What is it with you?

-I'm talking to you!

-No, you're not, you're shouting at me.

-You're angry, scared and you want to blame it on me.

-You're meant to protect us!

You might want to remember that before throwing accusations around!

-So who attacked Professor Dalton?

-Afghanistan can be dangerous.

-You might've seen it on the news.

-Yesterday, a prisoner was killed here.

And last night, Leo was attacked outside these gates.

So it's not just Afghanistan that's dangerous, it's you lot.

I'm sorry you feel that way, ma'am.

-I thought you cared about this place.

-I thought I was "here for the money".

No, it's not the money with you. I think you just like the fight.

Well, that'll make two of us, then. Won't it?

What are you looking for?

Whatever it is, doesn't look like you've found it.

You're not the only one.

I've got my blowflies

and... my beetles.

I've even got some millipedes and isopods.

-Nearly enough for a travelling flea circus.

-No, no, no. No fleas.

You pathologists, you think you understand this stuff?

Colonization of the human body after death

is like the colonization of a country.

Within minutes of sensing the vulnerability of the body politic,

the advance troops come by air,

dropping their payload of eggs at the weakest points.

From there, they venture deeper inland,

setting up settlements at the most favourable locations

where food is most plentiful and accessible.

Until it is picked dry of natural resources.

That metaphor is so tortured, I might call in Human Rights Watch.

Not human rights, it's the insects from Dan's grave.

And they're not all here. There's no empty eggs or puparia,

no evidence of ants or other insects that feed on the eggs and larvae

during early decomposition.

So, what? You're saying that he was killed somewhere else

-before he was buried?

-Possibly, kept there for quite some time.

-What about his bloody fingerprints?

-I don't know.

The insect colonisation works differently in arid conditions.

It was May when he died, it was pretty hot, pretty dry,

and at this altitude?

Maybe I've got this wrong,

maybe there's some sort of mummification that occurs.

So, I've told you my problem, you tell me yours.

Apart from the fact you beat up our boss last night.

Too soon?

Wasn't there mention of an injury Dan Lambert suffered as a teenager?

The fracture described here is normally treated with surgical pins.

-But there's no mention of any pins in his records.

-Of course not.

-What?

-You'd never be taken into the infantry with a pinned ankle.

So he covered it up?

I'm not seeing anything.

It's not complete, but if I could even find a fragment of a pin,

it might have a serial number on it.

Mm-mm. X-ray machine's broken from the attack.

Hang on.

What's that, a military-grade magnet?

DETECTOR WHINES Way better than that.

DETECTOR BLEEPS

They use this to find bombs with even the tiniest metal content.

Give it to me.

BIRDSONG

DETECTOR WHINES Nothing there.

Maybe it's the other ankle.

DETECTOR BLEEPS

DETECTOR BLEEPS

DETECTOR BLEEPS But the bullet went through. It's a conical exit wound.

SHE TURNS OFF DETECTOR

Two bullets.

One goes through...

..and one gets lodged.

Looks like a 556.

Standard NATO issue.

-NATO?

-Dan Lambert was shot with a bullet from a British SA80.

He's on his own! He's a civilian...

I was just coming to talk to you.

Feeling any better?

SHOUTING CONTINUES

What are they shouting about?

Did you see who did it?

It was dark. Had my face in somebody's boot.

-What are you doing out of bed?

-I'm fine.

Dr Joya came to mop your brow. You weren't at your most sparkling.

We've all been so worried about you.

Well, nearly all of us.

So we think it was them, do we?

What did you want to talk to me about?

-A British bullet?

-The Taliban have used captured British weapons.

The British army have also been known to use British weapons.

You're now saying it's possible Daniel Lambert was killed elsewhere,

-his body transferred to the grave?

-Possibly up to a couple of weeks after he died.

He was killed by his own men. Possibly by accident.

They didn't know what to do. They buried his body at the water plant

-and hoped nobody would find it.

-500 metres from a Taliban compound?

Yeah. Blame it on the Taliban. Write his serial number on the wall.

The Army incident report

says that Dan Lambert attacked a Taliban machine gun single-handed.

The last sighting of him was within five metres of the Taliban position.

-They found his blood there.

-And left him?

-They were pinned down.

When reinforcements arrived, he was gone.

There's something not right. We need to speak to somebody who was there.

It might be worth you going to the orchard, Jack.

I thought they'd no water here?

There's everything here. If you know who to pay off.

I got a message from my colleagues in Saleh.

What's the news? I've been waiting to hear something.

Sorry, I've very little information.

It's just that your signature is on the report

-about the incident that led to Daniel's capture.

-Yeah. I was the senior NCO.

Professor Dalton knows all that.

They found a bullet. They believe it's the one that killed Daniel.

The bullet is a high-velocity round,

5.56 millimetres and...

What?

You understand why I'm here now.

You think this was friendly fire?

Nothing in the report suggests that.

But there's nothing really in this report.

I was on a separate patrol in the town.

A squad from C Company was on a routine search-and-clear

in the orange groves to the east of Qal'ah-ye Ser. Dan was with them.

So Dan's squad were approaching from round the abutment here

and moved into the orange grove.

-I just need to understand this.

-Why?

This is where it all started.

I heard on the radio that they had contact with the enemy -

I got straight on to the NCO.

It sounded like they'd stumbled on a Taliban active-service unit.

They were saying 20, 30 insurgents.

Our boys were only squad strength and mainly rookies.

I told the NCO to pull back.

He said he hadn't heard. He took them on, he wanted to be the hero.

He was that type - guts and glory,

coming home with a gong on his chest or his bits in a body bag.

-So they first saw the enemy...

-Er,... here.

-This NCO, can I talk to him?

-Sure. If you can find him.

He went into private security, he was in Iraq last I heard.

That's him.

Sean Nugent.

Looks like the insurgents were using the grove to bury weapons.

-Why are all these names redacted?

-Standard procedure for civilian publication at the time.

SHOUTING AND GUNFIRE

If Dan was killed here, possibly by accidental crossfire...

The Taliban use all sorts of NATO weapons, anything they can get.

His body could have remained hidden until they moved it two weeks later.

So this guy, Nugent, it was HIS fault your brother got captured?

That's the way it seemed to me.

So I might find the initial stages

in the chain of insect infestation from the corpse.

It's over here, I think.

You think he could have something to do with covering up Daniel's death?

Nugent was hard on everyone, but he had a thing for Dan -

I thought he was showing the others there was no favouritism. But now...

-What are you saying?

-Dan never complained, but... Nugent never let up.

GUNSHOT

I'm saying... what if it wasn't an accident?

Come on.

I think I found the hole.

-You blame Sean Nugent for your brother's capture.

-He ignored my order.

Why didn't you do something about it?

Why isn't it in the report?

You really think I didn't do anything about it?

It didn't reflect well on the unit.

We sorted it out our way.

Nugent was returned to base. He did six months behind a desk,

then took retirement.

You all right? Too much sun?

I didn't kill that Taliban, you know.

Hadn't occurred to me that you did.

-Can you be sure about the rest of your detail? About Darek?

-They're my men. My responsibility.

-If they did it, it might as well have been me.

-You don't sound so sure about them.

I think they were responsible for the attack on Leo.

What?

-Why?

-You know why. He accused them of murder.

-They've killed Taliban before.

-You think that's the same thing?!

-Killing in battle has honour.

-The result's the same.

-I'm sorry, Sean. It was a stupid thing to say.

-I am losing.

-What? What are you losing?

-They need someone to follow. And I'm losing control.

There's a message from the office in Kabul.

This isn't for me.

I'm sorry this has happened to you. You don't deserve it.

Have you thought about what you're going to do after?

Once this is up and running?

This project can be a template for other parts of the country,

for other conflict regions.

It's been my dream for so long, I can't imagine life afterwards.

You'll have earned it - your life afterwards.

You are important to a lot of people, Leo.

You mean Nikki?

We've been through a lot together.

She was flattering me though. That girl doesn't need a father figure.

You heard what she said about you? I thought you were asleep.

I heard what you said too.

And you're wrong. I'm not that brave and I'm not that good.

But I can fight for someone I believe in.

I heard what they did to your friend.

They just did what you wanted to do. Didn't they?

You think it's personal. It isn't.

What happened? How did you become like this?

I used to be a bad man.

Sorry. I was stupid to think you and I could have a proper conversation.

My family don't understand either.

Listen, I think you're probably a good person.

You want the same things I want.

-I very much doubt that.

-No, you do. Most of you do.

You want a society based on respect.

You want peace, you want meaning.

But you have no idea how to achieve it.

I was the same.

That's how it works. You can't stop it because you're part of it.

You're just shopping around - a better school, a better bank,

a better government.

You never chose it, this munkar,

the ways of thinking that stop you thinking.

Inside, you must know the only way to change it is to start again,

but it's too late.

Always too late.

Start again?

You mean destroy everything?

I know why I'm here.

Why are you here? Where are the teams of pathologists

looking for the killers of young Muslims? I've seen the victims.

I've seen a whole wedding party blown away by remote control -

"legitimate targets". Shit...

And the Muslims the Taliban kills?

Or doesn't it count when Muslims kill Muslims?

Apostasy is more dangerous than ignorance.

I am a fundamentalist. I believe in fundamental truth.

And so do you.

He shouldn't on his own. He should be washed.

-I washed him.

-He should be washed by men.

Prayers said.

"Oh, God, he is Thy servant,

"the son of Thy servant and Thy handmaid."

"You have led him to Islam, You have taken his spirit

"and know him in secret and in the open."

He should be buried by now. Buried in the earth.

Do British soldiers shoot British soldiers?

Sometimes. It's possible.

The heat of battle, confusion, crossfire, the accidental stuff -

it happens, it must.

And then there's the non-accidental.

Suicides.

More American soldiers committed suicide in Afghanistan last year

than were killed by insurgents. Did you know that?

And grudges, there's bound to be a few of those.

The pressure's high, it leads to stress.

In the civilian world, you might shout at a colleague,

you might give someone a slap. But if you've got a loaded weapon...

-Daniel Lambert didn't shoot himself in the back of the head, did he?

-British soldiers

don't shoot British soldiers.

That's not what happens.

Insurgents kill soldiers. Bombs kill soldiers.

Afghan prisoners? Who kills them?

"Partial suspension" - that's what he wrote in his postmortem.

-And the broken larynx?

-"Indicative, but not conclusive."

Things are how they look.

The Taliban killed Dan Lambert.

And the prisoner hanged himself.

-It could've been an accident. You were trying to intimidate him...

-No, no. NO!

That is not how it happened. That is not what happens.

Write it down. "The prisoner hanged himself."

"Dan Lambert was killed by the Taliban."

-Write it!

-But that's just stupid.

-WILL YOU DO IT NOW?!

There's been another murder?

Yes. It's a sinister case. We have reason to believe this fowl

has links to Al-Qaeda in the Arabian Peninsula.

I need to find out whether Lambert was killed here or moved here later.

-I want to know how decomposition is accelerated in these conditions.

-Does it matter?

It could tell us everything -

how he died, who killed him and where.

-Dan Lambert might have been killed by a British bullet.

-Wow. You people like making enemies.

Hang on. I said "might have been".

-Trying to find out if it's true.

-I'm sorry to be blunt here, but who gives a shit?

Well, stand back a minute.

You're filming a dead chicken to see what insects feed on its corpse

while engineers and labourers stand around doing nothing

-and locals are denied clean water?

-Yeah. I get it.

I want to believe you're trying to bring British justice to this place,

but it's laughable.

And it's dangerous, truly dangerous, for everyone.

People who attacked Professor Dalton, that was a warning.

The sort of warning you take seriously.

If you care about him, get him out of here.

Before it's too late.

DOOR OPENS

Nikki. Are you OK? What's happened?

I couldn't do what Nugent wanted me to. It's all here.

Karim's statement about the murder of Amin Naib.

I don't think I've missed anything out.

Have you heard from Jack?

He's working on clarifying place of death.

-Read it, Leo.

-Because that's what we came here to do, isn't it?

To formally identify Dan Lambert and to offer up evidence

that might lead to the conviction of his killers.

So this is how it happens.

-I always wondered.

-How WHAT happens?!

-It's different here.

-I don't believe I'm hearing this.

-Do you believe in the death penalty?

-We serve justice.

-And is justice served if Sean and Darek are executed?

"State-sanctioned murder", is that what you call it?

-You think they'll get a fair trial?

-What, so you cover it up

because you don't trust the elected authorities? No wonder they hate us.

We cannot get involved in this.

We're in it up to our necks.

If we cover it up...

How many times have we seen this? People covering up crimes

because they believe it's for the greater good?

Look around you. There is no justice here.

We're not 5,000 miles from London. We're 500 years away.

-So why come here?

-Because like you, I had some idiotic notion

-that there was no difference, that justice was an absolute.

-It is if you make it so.

It isn't. We don't live in the real world. THIS is the real world.

I'm starting to wonder if anything we do in our little English mortuary

means anything at all.

Don't you understand? I agree with you.

If justice isn't universal, then, it's irrelevant. And so are we.

I know that should make me angry and make me want it more, but...

I'm tired.

And I've met someone here and that somehow means more to me

and is more real to me than all of this.

And it's about real things.

Water and... life.

Let the dead lie.

No.

Allahu Akbar.

(MAN RECITES PRAYER)

I told her what happened here. Why do you need to hear it again?

-What is it?

-Your accent. You. It's ludicrous.

What are you doing here?

England, the West, was so bad, was it?

-This is better? This means something?

-It will.

-When you leave and we return to the Way.

-What way is that?

-I don't want to talk to this guy.

-Look, I believe you and everything you told my colleague.

I believe your friend was murdered.

-But you're not going to do anything.

-Tell me what you want me to do.

OK, let me make some assumptions.

You want some justice, punishment for the death of your friend.

Well, leaving aside that you came here to kill anyone you could find,

if I report this death as murder, the suspects, the men that you name,

will be taken into the custody of the Afghan police, as will you.

-I'm not afraid.

-Well, they might simply release you, for a fee or a favour.

Or they might kill you.

-Like I said...

-Yeah, you're not afraid.

If you're dead there's nothing to be afraid of. But if they release you,

-what then?

-I'll rejoin my brothers.

And come back and kill again.

How has justice been served?

You are using our belief in fairness as a weakness

and you are taking her for a fool.

-This isn't about me.

-Why don't we talk normally?

I mean, you're not afraid, are you?

-Stop it, Leo.

-You say you're proud of who you've become,

your journey, your decisions.

-You don't seem afraid to die.

-A martyr's death isn't death.

No, no, sorry. I don't buy it.

You've learnt it.

You learned it well, but it's not yours yet.

It never will be, but you'll kill yourself trying to prove that it is.

Leo...

Life's cheap here -

that true?

Mothers still love their kids here.

-Like your poor mother must love you.

-My mother, blah, blah, blah...

You have to grow up like this, believing that life is cheap here

to think that it doesn't matter who you kill. Only life isn't cheap,

it's just hopeless.

Mothers raise their children here without any expectation.

There's no luxury of believing that their children will lead safe lives.

But you didn't grow up like that.

Your mother believed you wouldn't be taken from her,

that you'd be healthy and would be helped to become whatever you chose.

That your destiny wasn't going to be a random death from disease or war.

That's the difference. You grew up knowing that kind of security.

-That kind of love.

-That isn't love, that's slavery.

-No, no, no. That IS love.

I lost a child.

I don't believe that any father or mother here loves their child less

than I loved my daughter.

If you really love the people here,

understand what they need. Hope for their children.

-You don't know what you're talking about.

-I think he does.

-You don't know me.

-That's the whole point. I do! I do!

You know what it's like to live your life according to love

and still there's no room for any love in anything that you say!

Oh, come on, Leo.

Guard!

-HE KNOCKS ON GATE

-Guard!

What's going on?

It's just a power cut.

HE KNOCKS

Nugent! Darek! Get us out!

FLIES BUZZ

Hey.

Last jeep's heading back. It's getting dark. You better get on it.

-It's all right.

-What's all right?

-I'm staying here.

-It's not safe.

-Like it's safe there?

There's security, right?

I'm not going to be on my own.

You're a target. You make this place a target. Anything could happen.

Hey!

Hey!

What is going on?

-Why are you just sitting there?

-HE LAUGHS

-What? What am I missing?

It's no accident, no mistake,

no switch-over of the guards, no power cut.

-They haven't forgotten you.

-They're trying to show us who's boss.

A night to think over our... priorities.

Well, why stop there? Maybe they're hoping you'll kill us.

-That would solve all the problems.

-Nikki...

Or they could just chuck in a grenade or a mortar.

The Taliban have attacked here before.

-What about Jack?

-He hasn't come back yet.

-Well, why isn't he back?

It's been dark for over an hour. He was on the mountain, wasn't he?

Anything could happen up there.

FLIES BUZZ

GUNSHOT

Cheeky bastard.

HE PRIMES GUN No wait, don't...

Where are you going? It's not safe!

Then, come with me.

-Are you OK?

-Leave him alone. He doesn't want to talk to you.

-He doesn't speak English.

-HE SPEAKS IN PASHTO

Can you see it? Here.

Something took bones from the grave of the soldier.

It'll have taken them to its burrow.

Go on, then.

Just because Jack didn't find the insect cycle in the orange grove

doesn't mean we've got this wrong.

They wouldn't have buried him there.

After the firefight, that area would have been too dangerous.

They dumped him somewhere,

then, a couple of weeks later,

they buried him properly up at the water plant.

The British soldier that was captured. You found him?

Yeah.

Just a young boy who came out here to stop the killing.

We promised his brother we'd take him back home.

-Thing is, we're not sure he was captured.

-Why?

-What?

-What do you know about it?

-Nothing.

-Captured. You said a British soldier who was captured.

You've been out here six years.

I've been here. I've been a lot of places.

-But you know that he was captured.

-So what? You hear stuff.

What do you hear? Do you know if he was captured alive?

I don't know. Probably, yeah.

Have we got this wrong?

The Taliban definitely captured him?

Yeah, in the firefight. He killed a brother.

So they took him and they killed him.

Tortured him first, did they?

We haven't found his hands or feet. We thought the animals took them.

Or is that your brave friends' doing?

It's war. He came here to kill, he got himself killed.

-Yeah, just a game. He lost.

-He shot a brother in the back. That's what I heard.

So he had it coming? No more than he deserved?

Kidnapped, tortured, murdered - ooh, some justice.

He wasn't tortured.

Not like you think, anyway.

They made him carry the body - the fighter he killed -

all that night.

You were there.

And you did nothing to help him? Did you speak to him?

Did they get you to interrogate him?

-Did you ask him questions while they beat him?

-Help him?

I'm glad they caught him,

-I'm glad they did what they did to him.

-What did they do?

Well, you're a pathologist. You found the body.

You tell me. I wasn't there.

You were. What did they do to him?

Nothing.

They didn't touch him. Didn't have to.

They just closed the door.

Day after day, just him and his sin, the body of the man he killed.

He was a coward. The man he killed was running away.

Your soldier knew what he'd done.

He knew what he was. he begged for it, for death.

His last words? "Everything I am is already dead."

When they did it, it was mercy to him.

It was you.

You shot him. What were you, the young recruit?

They wanted to blood you,

get the English Taliban to kill the English soldier? Great sport.

-Did they have to force you?

-They never forced me to do anything.

Oh, because you were the eager zealot with something to prove.

And he represented everything you hated,

-the very thing you needed to kill.

-Yes. He did.

You killed him? You killed Dan Lambert?

-I'm not what you think I am.

-(NUGENT SPEAKS IN PASHTO)

Sean, why the hell were we locked...

-I'm sorry, Professor Dalton.

-What are you doing?

-This wasn't my idea.

-Where are you taking them?

-This has gone on long enough.

-Think what you are doing.

-I know exactly what I'm doing.

I've contacted the Afghan National Army in Qal'ah-ye Ser.

-I'm handing the prisoners to them.

-What will THEY do?

-They're bound by national law.

-That is not what I asked. I asked what will they do?

It's their country. Their law. Their people.

Sean.

-Where are they taking the prisoner's body?

-You don't get it, do you?

This is all Afghan jurisdiction.

You have no place here performing postmortems on their citizens.

-That's how you're going to make it go away?

-24 hours to finish your work.

-Then you're out of here.

-Have you talked to Dr Joya?

-You think she wants you out of here any less than I do?

-They'll execute those two.

They might just as likely let them go.

It's nothing to do with us any more. And that is as it should be.

Hang on! If you're going to move him, I need to change his dressing.

There is another way out of this, you know.

Let me tell Nugent that you're not an Afghan.

-That you're a British citizen. We can take you back with us.

-And then what?

You tell the authorities what you've done. Just like you told me.

It's your only chance.

There's no justice for me in England. Not after what I've done.

There is some mercy.

There can be forgiveness if you admit to what you've done.

I have blood on my hands.

I don't want their forgiveness.

NUGENT: Let's get out of here! Come on!

That man is simply the instrument of God's will.

And I submit to God's will.

FLIES BUZZ

ENGINE STARTS

We still have the postmortem report on Amin.

There will still be our testament.

It won't be so easy to make them disappear.

-Where the hell have you been?

-Dan Lambert's jawbone?

It fits. It's his.

It fits all right.

But it's not his. Dan had his wisdom teeth removed.

That's not Dan Lambert.

So who are you? Shot in the back of the head with a British bullet?

The remains belong to the Taliban insurgent Lambert shot in the head.

He killed a Taliban, that's in the army report.

But shooting him in the back of the head as he ran away?

Want to tell me how you know this?

One of the prisoners spoke English.

And you didn't tell me?

-We couldn't tell anyone.

-Oh, bullshit.

He is English, he came here to join the Taliban.

He was there when Dan Lambert was captured.

They held Lambert in the safe house.

Locked him up for two weeks with a dead body.

And the insect cycle - the initial stages will be at the safe house.

You didn't trust me, did you?

-It's not that we didn't trust you.

-Really? I'll always be the new boy, won't I?

So if the body that was buried here is a Taliban, where's Dan Lambert?

They wouldn't bury them together, a believer and a non-believer.

The fingerprint. We know Lambert was here. Did he dig the grave?

He dug the grave. Karim saw him.

He buried the body, he buried the man he killed.

So why were his dog tags in here? The uniform fragments?

Daniel Lambert buried the body and then they shot him.

-Must've buried him somewhere else.

-I don't think so.

-"Everything that I was..."

-"..is already dead."

-What?

-Karim said they were Daniel's last words.

-I'm saying that Dan Lambert joined them. Dan Lambert is Karim.

-Karim.

The prisoner in the compound? That's Dan Lambert?

Please...

Thank you. Everything I was is already dead.

GUNSHOT

The prisoner was Dan Lambert? He was right here, the dead soldier?

-That's not possible.

-He was turned.

They messed with his head.

# Onward, Christian soldiers...

-Locked him up with a corpse for weeks.

-# Marching as to war

# With the cross of Jesus Going on before...

And now he's in Nugent's truck.

-We need to get him back.

-Why?

-It's not his fault.

-Whatever they did to him, he's traumatised, he doesn't understand.

-Maybe he understands exactly.

Maybe that's why he attacked us here - to kill Sean Nugent.

What do you mean?

Sean Nugent was Lambert's commander.

Sean told me it was his fault Dan Lambert got captured.

MAN GRUNTS

Don't move.

-What did you say?

-You heard me, Sean.

Who are you?

Dan?

Dan?

Dan! Put your lid on, engage the enemy! This is happening!

Moxy! Chivers! We've got to get around this!

Follow my line! Leave him!

It was all my fault, Dan. I pushed you way too hard.

-You were right about me.

-No...

-You useless little prick!

-Please don't tell my brother...

-We'll come back for him. Go!

Follow my line!

GUNFIRE

AHHHH!

Stop!

DAN!

I never told Scott.

I never told your brother...

GUNSHOT

NO!

FLIES BUZZ

He cared about this place, you know.

Sean always said he'd left a man behind -

I think Sean Nugent came back to Saleh because of Dan Lambert.

We need to call this in, let them know Dan Lambert is out there.

Mmm...

Tomorrow there will be water here.

It's a good thing.

When you think about this place, when people ask, think about that.

Tell them people died to bring water to the desert.

HE SOUNDS HORN

-Hi.

-He's looking perky.

-What?

-HE WHISTLES

-Don't do that. You're such a boy.

You're looking perky.

She did all this. She's pretty special.

I've asked her to come back with me. To London. Get away from all this.

And?

-And what?

-Well, what did she say? London? You?

She's thinking about it.

HE LAUGHS

Pretty amazing, isn't it?

-You've changed your tune.

-Dunno what you're talking about.

You were the one who was dragged out here kicking and screaming.

We're wanted.

Dan?

Dan?!

Dan... You came back?

I didn't kill him. Nugent.

-Well, somebody did.

-My commander shot him. He killed Amin as well,

so you wouldn't find out.

OK. We can tell them that. You could tell them.

-You've come back.

-Go away.

-What?

-Go away. Away from here.

-What are you talking about?

-It's not going to happen. They won't let it.

It's already happening. Look around. It's a miracle.

No.

Are they going to attack?

They've planted bombs?

Ah, Jesus...

I need to warn people. Daniel, you have done the right thing.

Can you show me...

-Oh, Jesus.

-He made me... He made me.

It's OK, Daniel. Just... relax.

You need to tell me where the trigger is.

HE BREATHES SHALLOWLY

Where is it? Where...

-Where is the trigger?

-He decides when. He presses the button.

He said I am the instrument of God's will.

He's watching!

He's...

-Look at me.

-He can see us.

There's only you and me.

No. This isn't right.

Get off me! This is God's work!

This is God's work too!

Let me see.

Now do you understand? I have to do this.

You're not a killer, Daniel.

You're not a coward.

Scott told me. Your brother.

He loves you. Even now, he still loves you!

That's why we're here - to bring you home! Scott sent us!

-That's God's will.

-There's nothing you can do.

Leo!

-Come with me.

-No...

-Leo?

-Everything I love is here.

-Get everybody out of here! Now!

-Please!

-Move! Run!

-Leo?!

Nikki, no! Get back! Run!

I only ever killed one man. The man I buried.

-I'm scared.

-You don't need to be. Just keep walking, Daniel, keep walk...

This is God's work. Is this what love is?

-Leo!

-No! No!

-LEO, NO!

HELICOPTER ROTOR BLADES WHIR

Leo Dalton taught me about the dead...

..and the living.

The truth is, Leo's interest in death

was for what it could teach him about life.

And Leo understood life.

I don't know what I'll do without him.

But the truth is, we aren't without him.

For that's what life after death means -

that you give so much of yourself while you're here

to the people you know, to the people you love,...

..to the people that need you,

whether you know them or not,

that you do not die,

you cannot die.

There is too much of us that remains.

And Leo knew that too.

Leo told me something once, quite recently...

I thought he made it up,

but like most of Leo's best lines, it was borrowed.

Leo Dalton taught me everything I know.

And he will keep on teaching me.

Because what Leo proved

was "our almost-instinct,...

.."almost true..."

Thank you.

"What will survive of us... is love."

# Testator silens

# Costestes e spiritu

# Silentium... #

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